Chapter 12:

The weather was just like she said: hot and humid, and unsuitable for flying a huge wooden plane.

Cyran sighed, after so much planning and building, he even got the chemicals ready, it was so hard to find nitrogen sulfite in an ancient place like this, you know?

Kara was standing beside him admiring the wooden airplane she had built.

'What are you waiting for? let's fly it!' she jumped.

Before she could go he stopped her.

'No way you can't fly in a less windy place like this, we need someplace with more air.' he said.

'Well then make another machine that produces air just like you built the rain plane.' she exclaimed.

'Rain plane?' he sputtered. That princess was seriously nicknaming it??

She was just too excited to even talk.

'You know I can't just magic up a machine! it will take time, effort, energy, and a very intelligent mind like mine.' he boasted.

'So you can't make it?' she asked annoyed.

'NO! that's what I just said!' he jumped.